Hey guys, welcome to another chapter. This chapter will be the entrance exams. I kinda skipped over the ten month period, because there wasn't much in the story I could've added. If I tried to build the relationship between Izumi and Ichigo during that time, It would've been insanely forced, and I didn't want to do that again. Also, this chapter is going to be more focused on Izumi rather than Ichigo, just because I don't want to take to much away from the main story until later. Anyway enjoy the chapter.

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Deaths Remnent: First off, its good to see you found the rewrite, and I'm glad you think its better. Now, your questions. He will be using the larger blade, but the spirit will be Juha, for now, because I don't think that the smaller blade would fit Ichigo. Now, that doesn't mean Shiro isn't his true Shinigami powers, it just that he has a role to play in my story, and it wouldn't work with him being what Ichigo thinks is zanpaktou spirit in the beginning. Also, the controlled mask will appear probably some time during the summer camp if not a bit later, and the hollow takeovers, much sooner. All I can say is I can't wait for the USJ. I have so many ideas for it.

'Wait, transferring quirks? That would be impossible with how quirks work. Unless we are wrong about how we think quirks work. But millions..."Izumi muttered, unbeknownst to her. "Izumi, You're muttering." Ichigo said. Her face flushing as he continued. "I'm sure Toshinori could explain, so you should probably hold off on crazy theories." Ichigo said, chuckling lightly, with Toshinori joining him. "I will explain eventually, but now is not the time. Midoriya-Shoujo, I need you to meet me at Dagobah Beach at 6 o'clock tomorrow. Ichigo-san you welcome to come too." Izumi nodded, accepting the meeting. Ichigo shook his head and said,"Sorry, but I can't. I have training tomorrow, and I really can't miss it." "Don't sweat it kid. If you have a training schedule, then I applaud you for taking the line of hero work seriously. Now, Midoriya-Shoujo. Go home and get some rest. You're in for some heavy training starting tomorrow." Toshinori said, departing for his own home. They walked together for some time, until they came up on Ichigo's street "Well, I guess I'll see you on Monday, Izumi." Ichigo said, walking in the direction of his home. "Bye, Kurosaki-san."

"I-I'm here All-Might!" An out of breath Izumi said, running towards him. "I'm glad you made it Midoriya-Shoujo." Toshinori said. "So, w-what are we doing today?" She asked, looking over the trash-filled beach. "This used to be a beautiful beach years back, but became ridden with garbage when tides brought trash from the sea. It didn't help that people started to illegally dump their garbage here as well." Toshinori replied. "And that's why you'll be picking it all up. You need to build more muscle to handle the strain my quirk puts on one's body. If I were to give it to you now, your limps would fly off!" All-Might teased. "What exactly is your quirk All-Might, I mean people have speculated that is was super strength, but..." She mutter, going off on a tangent of what his quirk might be. He waited for her to stop, but interrupted her after a few minutes. "Midoriya, you don't need to speculate. I'll tell you my quirk." Toshinori said, causing Izumi to turn a bright red. "My quirks name, is One for All, and it has been passed down to me as it was passed down to my teacher. I am the eighth bearer of One for All, making you the ninth." Toshinori said. "One for All." Izumi whispered in amazement. "Now, lets get started! This beach isn't going to clean itself!" Toshinori said, clapping his hands for emphasis. "Yes sir!"

Thus, the start of the ten month training period began. While progress started small, it grew exponentially as time passed. As Izumi's muscles grew, she was able to move larger pieces of garbage easier and quicker. The weeks turned to months as the two trained, and they were so focused on succeeding, that they barely talked to each other, and their relationship stagnated. The weeks of training turned into months as their skills increased exponentially, as well as their physical shape. Time flew by, and before they knew it, it was the day of the exam.

A loud cry was heard throughout the beach as an exhausted Izumi stood on a pile of rubbish, claiming victory. Toshinori had just arrived to see the progress that was made. "Holy stinking SUPER CRAP! Not only did you finish in time, you cleaned outside of the area assigned to you! Kid, you're amazing!" All-Might said, transforming in his buff form mid-sentence. "Y-You really think so, All-Might?" Izumi questioned, climbing down the trash heap, almost tripping and falling down. "I really think so. Now, its time for you to reap the benefits of your labors!" All-Might said, plucking a hair off his head, the yellow strand quite large and thick for a hair. "Eat this!" He continued, thrusting the hair in her direction. "Wait, really? This isn't a joke?" Izumi questioned, a weary look one her face. "Yes really! For you to receive One for All, you must digest some of my DNA, thus, the hair. Don't worry, I showered this morning, so it shouldn't be dirty." All-Might said, though it did little to assure her.

She reluctantly grabbed the hair out of his hand before examining it. Other than its thickness, it acted and felt like a normal hair, so she ate it. When it reached the back of her throat, she had to restrain her gag reflex, not wanting to throw up."I-I ate it All-Might, but I don't feel any different." Izumi said once she finished swallowing, out of breath with a disgusted look on her face.

"Of course you don't! You need to digest the hair first before being able to access the amazing power of One for All. But let me warn you, you may have molded your body into a suitable vessel for One for All, but you did it in a hurry. The physical backlash of One for All could still be catastrophic to your body, even after all the work you've put in." All-Might said in a serious tone. "Now go! You can't be late to the exam!" All-Might continued, pushing Izumi towards the subway station that would take her to UA.

When she got to the station, she bought a ticket and got on the subway, sitting down as she waited for her stop. She sat for ten minutes before they arrived at her stop, and even then she still had to walk for another five minutes. When she got to UA, she saw a familiar head of orange hair enter the large building that surrounded the courtyard, sans the south side which had a large cement fence with a metal gate. She followed him and entered the building, and when she did, she was directed to a massive dome that substituted for a stadium.

She tried to look for Ichigo, but couldn't find him in the mass of people that flooded the stadium, so she sat in the most empty area she could, which was the far left. After a few minutes of others struggling to get to their spot, everyone was seated at their desk-like seats, and the loud bustle of the crowd grew silent. The lights dimmed soon after before focusing on the stage. "Are you READY UA APPLICANTS!" Was the cry that was heard as the Pro Hero: Present Mic slid onto the stage. He was met with silence, as the tense atmosphere made most to nervous to reply.

"I'm loving the atmosphere! Hell yeah!" He continued, unfazed by the lack of cheers. "Now! Let me explain what the entrance exam will be! The first part is going to be a written exam, almost like the mock exam, but the questions are different and more difficult! The papers should be under your seats!" He said. They looked under their desk-like seats, and sure enough, there was a test along with a few different writing utensils. "Alright! Now that everyone has their tests, you have one hour to complete them! Good luck Listeners!" The stadium was filled with the sounds of pencils writing on paper, along with several frustrated sighs for the next hour. The tests had questions you would expect, High level Math and a small essay, but there was also questions about the boundaries of being a hero as well as laws that heroes could and couldn't enforce.

When an hour passed, Present Mic reappeared on stage with the same attitude as before. "Time's up Listeners! Please give your papers to the moderators on the right side of the stadium!" They did as they were told, and passed their papers to the group of people to the right of them before sitting down once more. "Now that the written portion of the exam is done, let move onto the physical!" He said, turning on a projector which showed three large robots. "The exam will take place in an urban setting similar to Musutafu, and the goal will be to earn as many points as possible! You earn points by destroying each of the 'Villains' who each have a set score for eliminating. The villains, Victory," Present Mic continued , pointing at as slim robot with a single wheel for movement. "Will earn you a single point for destroying, so low risk, low reward." He shifted his pointer to the right before landing on a spider like robot. "The next villain that will show up is the Imperial, which will earn you two points, though, the difficult isn't much more greater than Victory." He moved his pointer to a short, but wide robot with what looked like two missile launchers on its 'back'. "And the last villain you will encounter, is the Venator. The difficultly ramps greatly, though the rewards are a total of three points, so if you can take these villains on, don't miss the opportunity." He said, setting his pointer down.

He was about to continue, but was stopped when he saw a hand in the air., so he addressed it. "Yes examinee 7119?" He questioned. "Sir! On the pamphlet provided to us at the front desk, there were four robots, but you only showed us three! Surely UA wouldn't have made such a rookie mistake!" The man asked, with disappointment written on his face. "There is a fourth robot, but it doesn't give you any points! Think of the exam as a video game! You need to gather as many points as possible to pass the level! Now, the the fourth robot is more of a stage trap that you want to avoid at all costs." He explained. "I see. I apologize for the interruption. Please continue." The man said.

After the explanation ended, they were separated into two groups due to the amount of people taking the exam being to numerous to fit into one training ground. Each group was guided to a several different buses before being transported to the training area assigned to the group. When they arrived, everyone flooded out of the vehicle before they were told to group up in front of the gate and wait for the signal. After a few minutes of waiting, the gates suddenly opened, and a loud "GO" was yelled. "What are you waiting for! There's no countdown in real life! GO GO GO!" That was all it took as everyone started to dash into the fake city, taking down every robot they could see. Izumi ran around aimlessly, looking for a single robot that wasn't taken, before finding a Victory wandering the city. 'I can do this' she whispered to herself, before charging at the robot. Its one eye shined a bright red before a laser ripped through its core before exploding. "W-wait what?" She asked herself. "Bonjour! That was quite the distraction. We make a good team no?" A blonde haired boy said, a weird belt wrapped around his stomach. "Well, thanks for the help." He continued, before launching himself away with a laser that came out of a large gem on his belt.

"Ten minutes remaining!" Was heard throughout the faux city, and the effort throughout was doubled at the knowledge that the exam was almost over. 'I don't have a single point yet!' Izumi thought, frantically looking for robots.

"We have quite the variety of applicants this year don't we." A small, bear-like animal said to his fellow judges, spectating the exams through the camera's planted throughout the city. "There are those with enough practice to excel,": He said, looking at a camera where a blue haired boy with engines on his legs kicked the head of a Victory. "There are then those who put others in front of themselves even in these situations," He continued, focusing on a red haired boy stop rubble from injuring another examinee by blocking it with his hardened body. "And lastly, there are those who have an unmatched combat prowess." He finished, with a screen of A certain strawberry cutting two Imperials down the middle before throwing his sword into a Victory grabbing his attention. "This is going to be quite the year, isn't it."

"Five minutes left on the clock! Area traps will now be released!" Present mic said, and the massive robots were released into the fake city. They roamed the city aimlessly, destroying buildings with ease and applicants avoiding them like the plague. Izumi watched as one of the fake villains started to move towards her and the crowd running behind her, which she decided to join. "W...Wait! S-someone help me please!" She heard, and turned to see a girl pinned under the rubble that was right in the villain's trajectory. She stopped completely, recognizing the look of desperation on the girls face before frantically running in her direction. When she got close enough, she crouched down, feeling a large strain across her legs before leaping up with incredible force, breaking the concrete under her and launching her to the villain's face plate.

She pulled back her arm and felt the same strain as before, but didn't question it as she launched her hand forward. "SMASH!" She yelled as her fist made contact with the large robot, causing it to shoot backwards, its metal face caving in on itself as explosions wreaked throughout its whole body. It stood on its treads for a short time, barely able to stay upright, before falling backwards, with dust and debris flying across the entire city. Now, you would think that after pulling a super move like that, landing would be easy. You would be wrong, because after unleashing that move, Izumi was suspended in midair with both broken legs and a broken arm, before plummeting toward the ground. Her mind raced at a million miles per hour trying to come up with ways to survive before deciding on using her non-broken arm to stop her fall.

She readied her arm once more, feeling the strain like before, and rele-

*SLAP*

Her landing maneuver was cut off as a hand met her face, and her downward momentum disappeared. She turned her head to see the girl who was pinned to the ground moments ago floating on a large piece of metal, her hand a bright pink. "Release." She said in a tired voice, and both the metal and Izumi fell to the ground. "The exams are now over. A job well done to everyone. Please see Recovery Girl for any injuries." Present Mic said, though it didn't hold its usual excitement, a tone of awe replacing it. A short, elderly lady appeared behind the crowd almost magically, which they assumed was the previously mentioned Recovery Girl. As she made her way through the crowd, she gave lightly injured applicants gummy bears, before tending to the more harshly wounded. "Your own quirk did this to you? You kids are getting more reckless every year, I swear." Recovery Girl said, placing a kiss on Izumi's head. Her body emitted a pink light as her broken legs and arm healed in a matter of seconds. "That right there is the reason UA can hold such reckless exams. The Youthful Hero: Recovery Girl! Just on kiss anywhere on the body, and all the recipients injuries are healed." The blonde body from earlier said, causing the astonished crowd to comment on the incredibility of the quirk. "Now," Recovery girl said, turning away from the two girls. "Who needs a kiss?"

Hey. Glad you made it to the end! I'm sorry if the chapter felt rushed, but I really didn't enjoy writing this part. Not because I'm losing interest in the story, I just feel like the entrance exams were kinda boring. Anyway, that's really all. So review if you have requests of any sort, or just want to leave feedback. See ya in the next chapter.